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Hey peeps, sorry I haven't posted in forever, but I had a crazy weekend with a lot of stuff happening (that does sound like a pretty bad excuse, eh?) - nonetheless I shall announce my return with a bang!
... Now I need to do some catching-up reading it would seem.
... Now I need to do some catching-up reading it would seem.
athanshadow said
Oh I'm sorry! I didn't see that. I may not join then. Considering my other option was also taken :I
Maybe we can do a quick brainstorm over it? Would be awesome to have a new person in our little group of... "Weirdos" ^^
I will get a post up sometime tomorrow.
Aww that is too bad Dean, we will miss you.
Heh well my posting rate is also far lower than you guys' so it might even it out :P
AcerRo said
...On another note is anyone else impresses that Emp just posts massive walls of text at a time?
Heh well my posting rate is also far lower than you guys' so it might even it out :P
Phew, finally got time to get a post glued together - and now I am completely beat. School sure can suck the life out of you... >.>
A lot had suddenly happened while Eve had been zoning out; the guy to her left, Eli - or something,zapped Zeke’s priced TV, the girl to her right that had been sitting there since before Eve had entered the bar surprised Eve, someone who isn’t usually scared easily, enough to make her to jump and send her an annoyed look and two new conduits had arrived; a rather ‘interestingly’ dressed woman named Chloe - or ‘Scorn’ as she corrected Zeke - arrived with a girl that couldn’t be more than in her late teens - who apparently could control blood!
“Jesus,” Eve mumbled to herself, turning back towards her beer while staring down into the bottle as if it could somehow tell her the secret of life, “these ‘heroes’ sure are a bunch of weirdos…”
She grinned for herself, But so are you, Eve.
It was at this time that Zeke brought out one of her many gadgets, most of which were all sorts of random technologies glued together somehow. Apparently it had been an old hobby of his, dating all the way back to before the Empire City incident. This time it was a phone.
Eve had just opened her mouth to ask why he couldn’t find something a bit more… modern, but at that specific time something burst forth from the ground - and for the second time that day the girl named Jen, who was clearly a bit intoxicated, made Eve nearly collapse from shock: large tendrils sprouted up from the floor, causing not just a little damage on its short dance of chaos. This was definitely not good for her heart she concluded as soon as everything had calmed down a bit, not good at all.
Thankfully Zeke’s strange invention soared to life and over the next couple of minutes Eve was plunged into oneof the most interesting conversations she had ever heard. Mmm, so the Syndicate is on the move again… she thought to herself. Clearly the piece of information that Zeke had tried to supply them with had caught her attention - and suddenly she was very awake and aware of those around her - and just in that second the woman that called herself ‘Scorn’ spoke up.
"Well that will be a start for us to fight against the Syndicate," she said to Same ",Show them what the Reapers are made of and what trouble they are in for messing with Conduits. Unless you don't think you are ready to take on some Syndicate's."
Eve’s piercing gaze immediately focused on her. Reapers…?
She had heard that name before, perhaps in her childhood? Yea that was it, but also at a time closer to this… she thought to herself.
Curdun Cay
She had heard it in Curdun Cay she recalled, though she hadn’t heard of it later, where they perhaps still active after all this time? How interesting that would be… But before any of that, Eve still had to announce something.
She cleared her throat, opening her mouth to say something for the second time - and for the second time she was cut off before she could even speak a word.
A guy, probably around her age, walked into the bar - and somehow the atmosphere had suddenly become a lot brighter. However no one found this odd, instead the conversation quickly turned back to The Syndicate with everyone agreeing - and one drunk girl named ‘Jen’ seemingly ready to have a showdown between herself and The Syndicate right that moment.
Suddenly Eve burst out laughing, somehow finding this strange scene incredibly funny; a bunch of people who had barely met each other all seemingly ready to fight for the same course - how very funny! After a few seconds her gleeful laughter calmed to a grin, which allowed her to finally speak.
“Oh I am definitely in,” she grinned at each of them, “a chance like this to take down The Syndicate doesn’t come often - and I am not going to let a drunk girl take all the glory by taking down The Syndicate all by herself!”. The Last part she added with a wink in Jen’s direction before she turned her attention to Zeke behind the bar.
“Another beer, please” she spoke, quickly getting tossed a fresh cold beer, allowing her to get another sip of that nearly freezingly cold beer.
“‘Name’s Evelyn” she spoke out loud after she had swallowed the first mouthful, “but just call me ‘Eve’ - it’s much easier after all” she spoke with a grin before adding; “so how should we get this party started? Should we get the power-stealer as you suggested?” she tipped her head towards Ellie.
“Jesus,” Eve mumbled to herself, turning back towards her beer while staring down into the bottle as if it could somehow tell her the secret of life, “these ‘heroes’ sure are a bunch of weirdos…”
She grinned for herself, But so are you, Eve.
It was at this time that Zeke brought out one of her many gadgets, most of which were all sorts of random technologies glued together somehow. Apparently it had been an old hobby of his, dating all the way back to before the Empire City incident. This time it was a phone.
Eve had just opened her mouth to ask why he couldn’t find something a bit more… modern, but at that specific time something burst forth from the ground - and for the second time that day the girl named Jen, who was clearly a bit intoxicated, made Eve nearly collapse from shock: large tendrils sprouted up from the floor, causing not just a little damage on its short dance of chaos. This was definitely not good for her heart she concluded as soon as everything had calmed down a bit, not good at all.
Thankfully Zeke’s strange invention soared to life and over the next couple of minutes Eve was plunged into oneof the most interesting conversations she had ever heard. Mmm, so the Syndicate is on the move again… she thought to herself. Clearly the piece of information that Zeke had tried to supply them with had caught her attention - and suddenly she was very awake and aware of those around her - and just in that second the woman that called herself ‘Scorn’ spoke up.
"Well that will be a start for us to fight against the Syndicate," she said to Same ",Show them what the Reapers are made of and what trouble they are in for messing with Conduits. Unless you don't think you are ready to take on some Syndicate's."
Eve’s piercing gaze immediately focused on her. Reapers…?
She had heard that name before, perhaps in her childhood? Yea that was it, but also at a time closer to this… she thought to herself.
Curdun Cay
She had heard it in Curdun Cay she recalled, though she hadn’t heard of it later, where they perhaps still active after all this time? How interesting that would be… But before any of that, Eve still had to announce something.
She cleared her throat, opening her mouth to say something for the second time - and for the second time she was cut off before she could even speak a word.
A guy, probably around her age, walked into the bar - and somehow the atmosphere had suddenly become a lot brighter. However no one found this odd, instead the conversation quickly turned back to The Syndicate with everyone agreeing - and one drunk girl named ‘Jen’ seemingly ready to have a showdown between herself and The Syndicate right that moment.
Suddenly Eve burst out laughing, somehow finding this strange scene incredibly funny; a bunch of people who had barely met each other all seemingly ready to fight for the same course - how very funny! After a few seconds her gleeful laughter calmed to a grin, which allowed her to finally speak.
“Oh I am definitely in,” she grinned at each of them, “a chance like this to take down The Syndicate doesn’t come often - and I am not going to let a drunk girl take all the glory by taking down The Syndicate all by herself!”. The Last part she added with a wink in Jen’s direction before she turned her attention to Zeke behind the bar.
“Another beer, please” she spoke, quickly getting tossed a fresh cold beer, allowing her to get another sip of that nearly freezingly cold beer.
“‘Name’s Evelyn” she spoke out loud after she had swallowed the first mouthful, “but just call me ‘Eve’ - it’s much easier after all” she spoke with a grin before adding; “so how should we get this party started? Should we get the power-stealer as you suggested?” she tipped her head towards Ellie.
Evelyn had not moved much from the spot where she had observed the rogue conduit getting a death sentence from The Syndicate, instead she had stayed put, observing the rest of the group of conduits that had saved the day disband - two of them even helped the rogue to the hospital, something that Eve found to be rather hysterically funny to such an extent where she nearly choked on her cold drink.
“Mmm… but at least I have seen some interesting individuals” she commented only for herself, “and interesting powers - what an interesting group” she grinned as he added the last comment onto her sentence. An interesting group, with interesting people. Sounded like the perfect session of fun and troubles all combined into a perfect little dice - and it all started at the place known as ‘The Cinder’.
Biting her lower left lip Eve lifted her left leg over the edge of the roof in order to wrap her hands around it and finally allow her head to rest on her knee. Should she go? She couldn’t hide it for herself: she wanted to go, it would be just what she liked: fun and adventures - she would even have a new set of people to annoy!
Well mostly new she added in her mind, she thought she had seen some familiar faces down below in the crowd of conduits, although she couldn’t be sure: memories were such frail and inaccurate things. But on the other hand; it would be a lot of trouble to go through, and she would have to find herself among mostly pro-norms conduits… But it would be fun.
With a groan Eve took the last sip of her Frappuccino, tossing aside the now used cup and got on to her feet. Of course she had to go, she just couldn’t say ‘no’ to such things. She tossed her grey hoodie over her head, hiding her flashy hair from clear view, and started to run towards the other end of the roof: the direction of the place known as ‘Cinder’. She jumped high into the sky as she reached the edge of the roof, but like earlier she never hit the street below her, instead she disappeared without a trace, like the air had swallowed her whole.
Her feet landed on the street outside The Cinder; she was well aware of these streets for the obvious reason that they were in the conduit-part of NYC, but also because she could quite easily point out places where she had either gotten herself into trouble or where she had spewed the contents of her stomach out after having one (or more) too many drinks at The Cinder. Standing in front of the double-doors leading into the bar Eve was rubbing her left arm just above her elbow with her right hand, for some reason she felt nervous: the last time she had been here was a few weeks ago, and it hadn’t really ended all too well, Zeke had had to throw her out, which in hindsight was quite ironic; a ‘norm’ tossing out a conduit - especially one that was so against ‘norms’. However both Eve and Zeke knew that she would never hurt him; she owed him too much for that, a debt that had only grown bigger over the years.
Clearing her throat and mentally forcing herself to open the doors Eve entered the thick air of the bar: she knew it all too well, the lighting, the smell and the people - oh yes, she knew quite a few here, however for most parts it was strangers today, or perhaps Eve just didn’t focus on the people around her because her focus was on the man behind the bar-counter.
“Hey Zeke” She said with a weak smile, wondering how he would react, would he be angry? Annoyed? Indifferent? However before she could ponder anymore about that Zeke’s laughter brought with it his first words she had heard in weeks.
“Hey kiddo!” he grinned, “sure took you some time to get back to me after our last encounter, huh?”
It took Eve a second in order to comprehend what had just happened; he acted just the same as he always had. Just the same… Just. The. Same…
“Hey!” she yelled back at him, “haven’t I told you not to call me ‘kiddo’!?”
His laughter only made her blush that much more, she really hated being called ‘kiddo’, afterall she was twenty-one years old! That’s a whole year more than being just twenty! Waving her hand through the air in between them before she groaned.
“Just give me a beer, will ya’?” she mumbled loudly, clearly annoyed, but before he had taken one step towards the cooler a few feet to the right of him she added with a grin; “oldie”
Zeke’s laughter was still in the air when he returned with an ice cold beer, “here you go” he said, placing the beer in front of her, “an ice cold beer as usual”.
“Mmm… but at least I have seen some interesting individuals” she commented only for herself, “and interesting powers - what an interesting group” she grinned as he added the last comment onto her sentence. An interesting group, with interesting people. Sounded like the perfect session of fun and troubles all combined into a perfect little dice - and it all started at the place known as ‘The Cinder’.
Biting her lower left lip Eve lifted her left leg over the edge of the roof in order to wrap her hands around it and finally allow her head to rest on her knee. Should she go? She couldn’t hide it for herself: she wanted to go, it would be just what she liked: fun and adventures - she would even have a new set of people to annoy!
Well mostly new she added in her mind, she thought she had seen some familiar faces down below in the crowd of conduits, although she couldn’t be sure: memories were such frail and inaccurate things. But on the other hand; it would be a lot of trouble to go through, and she would have to find herself among mostly pro-norms conduits… But it would be fun.
With a groan Eve took the last sip of her Frappuccino, tossing aside the now used cup and got on to her feet. Of course she had to go, she just couldn’t say ‘no’ to such things. She tossed her grey hoodie over her head, hiding her flashy hair from clear view, and started to run towards the other end of the roof: the direction of the place known as ‘Cinder’. She jumped high into the sky as she reached the edge of the roof, but like earlier she never hit the street below her, instead she disappeared without a trace, like the air had swallowed her whole.
Her feet landed on the street outside The Cinder; she was well aware of these streets for the obvious reason that they were in the conduit-part of NYC, but also because she could quite easily point out places where she had either gotten herself into trouble or where she had spewed the contents of her stomach out after having one (or more) too many drinks at The Cinder. Standing in front of the double-doors leading into the bar Eve was rubbing her left arm just above her elbow with her right hand, for some reason she felt nervous: the last time she had been here was a few weeks ago, and it hadn’t really ended all too well, Zeke had had to throw her out, which in hindsight was quite ironic; a ‘norm’ tossing out a conduit - especially one that was so against ‘norms’. However both Eve and Zeke knew that she would never hurt him; she owed him too much for that, a debt that had only grown bigger over the years.
Clearing her throat and mentally forcing herself to open the doors Eve entered the thick air of the bar: she knew it all too well, the lighting, the smell and the people - oh yes, she knew quite a few here, however for most parts it was strangers today, or perhaps Eve just didn’t focus on the people around her because her focus was on the man behind the bar-counter.
“Hey Zeke” She said with a weak smile, wondering how he would react, would he be angry? Annoyed? Indifferent? However before she could ponder anymore about that Zeke’s laughter brought with it his first words she had heard in weeks.
“Hey kiddo!” he grinned, “sure took you some time to get back to me after our last encounter, huh?”
It took Eve a second in order to comprehend what had just happened; he acted just the same as he always had. Just the same… Just. The. Same…
“Hey!” she yelled back at him, “haven’t I told you not to call me ‘kiddo’!?”
His laughter only made her blush that much more, she really hated being called ‘kiddo’, afterall she was twenty-one years old! That’s a whole year more than being just twenty! Waving her hand through the air in between them before she groaned.
“Just give me a beer, will ya’?” she mumbled loudly, clearly annoyed, but before he had taken one step towards the cooler a few feet to the right of him she added with a grin; “oldie”
Zeke’s laughter was still in the air when he returned with an ice cold beer, “here you go” he said, placing the beer in front of her, “an ice cold beer as usual”.
Long live InFamous: Generations!
On another note: I might post a brief post before I go to bed, though no promises
Edit: Posted - I think this is the most productive I have ever been in a day, for as long as I remember - which is probably a bit sad....
Now I am off to bed, G'night.
On another note: I might post a brief post before I go to bed, though no promises
Edit: Posted - I think this is the most productive I have ever been in a day, for as long as I remember - which is probably a bit sad....
Now I am off to bed, G'night.
Ah bugger, it's the bland guy... He found us! Everybody quick, hide!
Hey big B :D
Hey big B :D
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